But recently, I've become less patient. I've become.... a quitter.
You may already know I own too many books. Too many? How is that possible?
Because they are threatening to crush us.
|This doesn't even account for all the books in the house.|
I need to read my way down.
So I am hereby announcing that I have renounced two books: S. Shoenbaum's Shakespeare: His Life, His Language, His Theater, and Bill Bryson's The Lost Continent.
|Hated this -|
the coffee stain graphic
|Disappointing for a |
You know, it is feeling really good to just "cut and run" rather than slog on. Cleansing. And by that I mean genuinely enabling me to clean more easily (the dust bunnies that accumulate behind the Stack are scary).
New idea: I launched this blog in 2011 with the project of reading 80 books I had (somewhat arbitrarily) selected. Now Hear This: I reserve the right to QUIT any of these books after 100 pages.
In my own universe, I get to make my own rules! Mwah-ha-ha-ha!